Arabella's POV
My legs trembled as I panted to catch my breath while steam and fog wafted around us. I felt Austin retract his canines and felt a pang of sadness at the action. I wanted this, and that scared me. I lifted my head and gave him access to my neck before he marked me in a blinded fit of passion and lust. I could have easily shoved him aside, or blocked his access, but instead I encouraged him and wanted it just as badly as he did in that moment, despite the rational part of my brain desperately begging me to listen.
"Arabella, I- I'm so sorry" He stuttered, while I turned around to face him.
Guilt twisted and contorted across his featured, he almost looked as if he was in pain. The sight almost brought me to my knees.
"Hey, it's okay" I placed my palms on his chest to cal
